Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 318: Let’s Dominate the World Together

Chapter 318: Chapter 318: Let’s Dominate the World Together

Song Yunuan handed the file to Hospital Director Zhuang, "Uncle Zhuang, this is very important. Please keep it safe. I want to ask about my uncle’s condition."

At that moment, Xia Bowen stood before Xia Xindong.

He froze on the spot.

Xia Xindong resembled him the most among his children, so often he wondered, when Shangguan Heng whipped Xia Xindong, did he feel like he was beating him?

But had he ever wronged him?

He asked himself, and he had never offended him.

Therefore, his hatred towards Shangguan Heng only grew stronger.

But now, this son, Xia Xindong, who looked most like him, was tied up by belts around his limbs, fastened to a special bed.

The entire person lay on the bed; only his head could move.

His hands and arms were bound with gauze.

Xia Bowen turned pale.

Xia Xindong looked at Xia Bowen.

He actually came.

He spoke, "Don’t be shocked, I told you, I injured myself, but it wasn’t me who did it; it was another me. He wanted to come out, and I disagreed, so he chose to go down together. He used to be obedient and gentle, and during the long dark days, it was him who stayed with me. I’ve eaten so many of me, let’s think, probably dozens, I ate all of me, but I couldn’t bear this one, so I left this me behind. Do you understand what I’m saying?"

Xia Bowen felt as if all the blood in his body had stopped flowing.

A cold sweat broke out on his back, instantly drenching his shirt.

He felt as if his heart was about to stop beating.

Even feeling dizzy.

Xia Bowen thought that at this rate, he wouldn’t live much longer either.

He wiped away the tears that had unknowingly filled his face; Xia Bowen’s lips trembled, wanting to say something but not knowing how to begin.

He didn’t understand, but he did understand.

Xia Xindong’s mind was in trouble.

There might be a way to fix a physical problem, but when it came to mental issues, other than being sent to a mental hospital, there was no better solution.

He wanted to say sorry, but he felt that he didn’t even deserve to say sorry.

Moreover, Xia Xindong did not want to hear his apologies.

Remembering what Little Nuan had said about not having seen Xia Xindong since his return, he knew he had kept it from the family.

Otherwise, Zhu Feng would definitely be there.

What could he do?

Xia Xindong stared at Xia Bowen, his face suddenly twisted ferociously, he bit down hard on his teeth, then let go of his control, telling Xia Bowen, "The other me saw you come and wanted to say a few words to you..."

The words startled Xia Bowen, but he tried hard to stay calm.

Suddenly, Xia Xindong’s expression changed, his eyes flickered, he spoke gently, "You are Xia Bowen, may I call you dad?"

Xia Bowen was so frightened he almost fell to the ground.

He looked at Xia Xindong in uncertainty, changing, as if he had become another person.

His lips moved slightly, and Xia Bowen finally found his voice, "Stop calling, I don’t deserve it!"

The other Xia Xindong, "It’s not your fault, you didn’t know. If you had known, you definitely wouldn’t have agreed. Why should everyone blame you? It’s unfair to you."

Xia Bowen: ...

The other continued, "Let’s not waste words, it’s not easy for me to come out, and although we are not familiar with each other, it doesn’t affect our cooperation.

You see, this Xia Xindong hates you, wishing he could kill you and leave you with nothing, but I don’t hate you, I really wish I had such a powerful father like you.

As long as you do as I instruct, father and son working together, with my talent and your resources and connections, I’ll continue developing the 009 Serum and I guarantee to keep you healthy until a hundred and fifty years old."

As for money, I can just take out a prescription, and if we set up a pharmaceutical factory, astronomical wealth is within easy reach.

Looking at your current condition, how many days can you continue to live if you keep this up?

In life, isn’t the most important thing to have health, longevity, and wealth? What else could you possibly want besides these?

"Once I get out, everything will start anew, and together, father and son, we could dominate the world..."

At the end, Xia Xindong’s voice was filled with excitement.

But he had to keep him because only he could produce such a serum; without him, it would not work, though there was no need to tell Xia Bowen this.

Xia Bowen’s heart raced, and he had to admit, there was a moment when he was tempted.

He was already sixty—if he could live to a hundred and fifty, think of all the things he could do.

A look of delight flashed across the eyes of the other Xia Xindong; this fool, daring to release him alone and in front of Xia Bowen, of all people.

Indeed, only he was the most suitable.

Suddenly, Xia Bowen took a few steps back, grabbed his hair, and then shook his head vigorously, feeling like he was about to go mad.

"Something is wrong with you, I’m going to find Hospital Director Zhuang."

With that, he hurried out.

The other Xia Xindong left inside started cursing loudly: "Damn it, you old bastard, old dog, just wait until I can get out, the first one I’ll kill is you! I’ll chop you into pieces, I..."

The door to the sickroom swung open and was immediately closed again.

The roaring voice was also locked inside with the door.

Xia Bowen looked disheveled, his face pale with a hint of green and his lips purplish, his body trembling.

It just so happened that Hospital Director Zhuang and Song Yunuan were also coming over.

There were no other patients on this floor.

Only the doctors on duty.

One during the day and one at night.

Hospital Director Zhuang hurriedly called for a doctor to take Xia Bowen for treatment, while at that time, Song Yunuan opened the door and stood at the entrance with a full smile, asking, "Uncle, may I come in?"

The other Xia Xindong, who had just come out cursing, was startled by the three heads at the door, then quickly softened his voice, calling out, "Is that Little Nuan? Yes, come in, come in... "

So, the three siblings stood in front of the sickbed.

Asheng immediately burst into tears: "Uncle, you’re hurt and even tied up, and why didn’t you tell me anything, wuu..."

The other Xia Xindong flashed a look of impatience and dropped the act, saying, "Stop crying, I’m your other uncle!"

It was he who had inflicted the wound and obviously didn’t want Little Asheng to be upset.

Asheng grabbed his sister’s hand tightly, and his crying was suddenly stifled.

Then they saw Xia Xindong starting to struggle violently, his face becoming distorted and terrifying.

Song Yunuan stood in front of Asheng, having not intended to let him in, yet the little guy had pushed his way through.

Song Yunuan stood in front, telling her older and younger brother not to move, and said, "Uncle, just a moment, let me talk to this uncle for a bit."

Suddenly, the struggling stopped.

Song Yunuan checked and saw that, fortunately, the cut hadn’t worsened; the belt was quite effective at keeping it in place.

Song Yunuan approached: "How can we talk while you’re lying down?"

As she said this, Song Yunuan actually unbuckled the belt, and with a heave, helped Xia Xindong sit up, commenting, "This is much better for talking."

Then she glanced back at Song Mingbo and Asheng, "Have you ever heard of double or even multiple personalities?"

Both shook their heads in unison.

At that time in the country, there was no concept of such things, medically all termed as psychiatric illnesses, and the common folk would say it was hysteria.

Song Yunuan didn’t plan to explain too much, but if this uncle didn’t consume the other personality, the situation would persist.